The morning news. [volume] (Savannah, Ga.) 1887-1900, 1887-05-08

/ knelt, as he babe me, and bowed my
head, one of the maidens pillowing it upon
her bosom.
Then the pouring of the water began
AS the old man said, ali my life passed be-
fore me. was once more an infant in my
mothers arms, and SO swiftly the whole of
my days came again and went: all clear
vivid and distinct. Ny boyish hopes, my
manly endeavors; my love for art, for Nj
Ghetto, and firaly. the moment Of the
promise required again.
ENOUGH | crieu, and the pouring of the
water from the crystal cups in the hands of
the dancing maidens ceased. | sprang to
my feet The old man took my hand and
placed it in that of a woman who stood be-
side him. She was covered in filmy veil
glistening with jewels from head to foot OF
her face, save her splendid eyes, could form
no conception, bet the surprising grace and
exquisiteness of her figure were not wholly
q matter to be guessed at.
This said the old man, lis she with
| whom the rest of your life is to be lived.
| Her veil you can cast aside presently but,
| first, there is task before you-the last one
| you viii ever know"
Leading the way to the entrance of the
| temple, he pointed across the valley to the
summit of the mountain above the water
fall, and there, glittering and wonderful,
| was the veritable Temple of Fame.
land do not unIoose her hand FEiCtimb with
her to the temple yonder and ehterjt. There
love and fame win both be. Yours for the
any man a has yet had. Bi6t choose Alright
or you lose both, and life with them"
Led by the woman, crossed the valley,
and together we climbed the mountain
rough, steep and preciptous as it Was We
entered the door of the Temple Of Fame,
hand in hand. The great names of the
world were on its walls, and an angel wa
waiting to write my name, highest of all, il
| made no error.
whence came your asked a voice.
'From the Master" answered the woman
at my side.
Man. said the voice, ''you are favored.
| Love and fame, both unparalleled, arc
yours if you choose rightly. Which seek
you firstm
l looked at my companion and babe her
cast aside her veil.
''As soon as you choose" she answered.
Piqued, l loosened her hand and said
"Fame first, love afterward."
HE who chooses fame first and love after
ward is a fool" said the voice. II cannot
save you from the fiends"
There was a sullen roar, and the fiend
surely enough, stood before me in all his hor-
| ridneSs. The woman tried to reach my
hand again, but the fiend flung her aside,
Then he struck me full in the face with one
of his hoofs, and the force of the tremen-
douS kick sent me out of the temple back
ward. But not until the unveiled beauty OF
the woman | had lost flashed once before
me. She was lovelier than the widest
maddest dream of artist or poet
why did you unloose my hand" she
cried out, in bitterest agony, But for that
you would have been safe.n
"Too late! Down, down the mountain
side went, crashing and rolling, until
fell, at last, into the waterfall in the valley,
and the waters of Oblivion sent me down into
endless depths of the pit in which they fell.
Then all was over, and mind and memory
| thought were dead. But only for a mo
ment. The next felt warm kisses on my
lips and heard merry laughter. l opened
my eyes and looked up into the face of Nj
Ghetto, my wife.
''You bad boy,n she said, gayly; "you
went to sleep and have been dreaming
worst of all, you have been dreaming aloud
1t is lucky for you that | am not Jealous
woman, or all your chattering about leaving
me for prettier women would call down
something dire and dreadful upon YOU"